Jailbait

"You're too young for me," you say,
gasping for breath as our lips collide
"I don't want to get involved with a minor-"
but makeout sessions in bathroom stalls
tell a different story.
A kiss like that shouldn't be forgotten
and forever is just a word.
Who needs forever?
I've got right now.
Those wide blue eyes close
as you slam me against the bathroom wall
grip my hips and pull me closer
leaving bruises no one will ever see
you bit my lip hard enough to break the skin
you said "baby girl, the taste of your lips is my only vice
but baby, all you are is jailbait..."